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Apr 18
Over and over, thoughts replay in my head,  
I cringe at the memories of everything said.  
Out of sight, out of mind,
Lies echo loud, barely hanging by thread.
I’ll do anything to avoid,
Being the cause of my own dread.
Ash W
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Ash W  31/Non-binary/Missouri
(31/Non-binary/Missouri)   
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